I should add – help yourself! Free of charge!
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Pods before gods!
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Here’s the source of my fave euphemism for it, merkin von bankrupt:
## i have a suggestion
jumpingjacktrash
just in case anyone was thinking about bombing trump tower or lighting it on fire or something, how about instead you throw paint balloons at the ground floor windows every day
just every single day forever
because cleaning off the paint then becomes a 24/7 job that is super obvious to everyone in the vicinity
and the trumples will freak the fuck out and act like it’s the same as bombing the fucking thing, which is hilarious and embarrassing for everyone else
it will be demanded that the police make it staaaaaaaahp like it’s this huge goddamn deal and the police will be like oh my god stop wasting my time this is excruciating
plus it’s really easy to just have different people do it at different times of day and if you do get caught oh well it’s a misdemeanor vandalism charge, pay a fine and go home
tell me you can’t find 365 people who would cop to a vandalism fine for the privilege of driving merkin von bankrupt absolutely batshit with impotent fury
just an idea
roachpatrol
…this is really good, dude. i LIKE it.
the-phoenixian
“Don’t think of it as criminal, think of it as putting the window washer’s kids through college.”
roachpatrol
additional suggestion: the paint should be pink, and glittery. nothing horrifies bigoted men more than their macho status objects being CONTAMINATED by NASTY AWFUL NO GOOD SCARY GROSS FEMME COOTIES. taking danglord turnip’s big metal monument and smearing the girliest possible paintjob across its bottom would be particularly distressing to the guys we wanna distress, while not at all bothering anyone else.
danekez
Im just. imagining. As the weeks go on and theres more demand to catch the vandals, stakeouts are happening and the pressure is on. Cop McGee is sitting in the car watching the building with a cold cup of coffee and a warbling radio filled with a WHOLE lot of interesting feedback- car chases they’d rather be doing. The clock is ticking, the vandals haven’t hit yet. Were they going to miss a day? Just the luck of Cop McGee.
Then it happens. A loud splat. There it is… a pink splotch. But smaller than normal, and nobody was running. IN fact there wasn’t anyone near the building just at that moment…. what?
SPLAT SPLAT
Then it begins raining. Paint balls- but from where. Cop McGee whirls around in their seat looking for a perp. Nothing. SPLAT SPLAT. Where is it coming from? what’s happening??
Paint Ball Snipers. It’s Paint Ball Snipers.
Next day someone comes in with a drone hooked up to about eight cans of spray paint rigged to open fire once in range. It’s a swirling, flying disk of feminine justice.
Then there’s the donation of Stuart Semple’s Pinkest Pink pigment that’s released in clouds all over the block on a day fresh after the rain when the walls are all still wet.
merelygifted
Do it up ¡PANK! Shimmery, glittery ¡PANK!
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Muammar Covfefe 
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So now, the Village People are ready to look the other way, accepting an invitation from the president-elect’s team to perform at several inauguration events, including at least one attended by Trump himself.
They should change their name from The Village People to The Staten Island People.
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The Kapo People.
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I will explain my little witticism for those not familiar with the area.
Interstate 278 is locally referred to as “the Mason-Dixon Line.” As illustrated by this map.
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Always worth reading, and thinking about. Apart from everything else, it’s just such beautiful writing!
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A bunch of friends dropped acid at their loft, and shot a video. My favorite line:
“Wow! So much has happened in two minutes!”
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I remember slipping on ice and falling, badly. I slammed my head against a wall (oops, concussion) and my back on a step (no major injury there, phew!). I can still see in memory how my perspective changed suddenly and so bizarrely, but I can also remember and feel how time slowed down somehow. That second or two of being in midair and falling was and still is full of an amount of detail that normally fills a much longer stretch of time, or maybe, that takes more time to apprehend.
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TEEs seem to be a tuning out of extraneous stimuli/thoughts in crises at one extreme, or meditation and extreme “flow” at the other end. I wonder if regular meditation might help foster TEEs in crises. I have a little bell ringing that meditation may help with reaching flow more frequently for creatives.
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